The mountains are like the sea, and the green peaks are like sails.

At this time, a white mist rose from the east, spreading all around. The sky and the fog are one, and it is impossible to tell where the sky is and where the mountains are.

A round of red sun, like a first awakening, broke free from the fog and gradually rose. The sunrise in the mountains is very fantastical.

Amu stood halfway up the mountain, carrying a cyan cloth bag, like an ordinary traveler. Squinting at the gaze, Amu was enjoying the first real sunrise after waking up from a seventeen-year slumber.

The sunrise in the mountains is different from the sea, and more importantly, Amu knows that this is not a dream.

Last night, without waiting for the light to get brighter, he said goodbye to the crow.

It's not that there is no nostalgia, but Amu knows that he should have a greater determination.

In the world, since there is no love that cannot be awakened, and there is no technique that cannot be solved, then Amu's shijie still has a lot to do.

Restore mana, repair the demon coffin, wake up Yu'er, save thousands of miles from the cold, pursue the master, and guard the sea wilderness......

Amu suddenly found that he should do a lot of things.

When a person experiences a period of confusion and suddenly regains everything, perhaps he will find that the sky has always been blue, and his dreams have never been interrupted, but he has always lowered his head and never looked at the sky.

The seven-year dream of Mengjia Village made up for some of Amu's regrets about Liuzhen and relieved the demon of not being able to avenge Yu'er.

Seventy-seven and forty-nine, the lives that have passed, let Amu understand life and death, and appreciate life. When he woke up, Amu actually had a sense of reincarnation, which also made Amu once again examine the life he had passed through and was reborn.

There are many things, in fact, it has always been a mystery.

Recently, there is a point that Amu has been pondering.

Master Wang can definitely defeat immortals with mortals, even if it is as powerful as the Demon Qin Meng Soul, he has no power to resist in front of the master, so Yu'er weishenme will be in the Immortal Ghost Sect?weishenme will be in the Tears of Lethe River?Master weishenme did not protect Yu'er?

After thinking about it, Amu could only give one guess, that is, Master Wang definitely had something more important or encountered a stronger enemy, and he had no chance or ability to protect Yu'er.

In this way, Yu'er was controlled by the Immortal Ghost Sect Ghost Saint and others to cast spells. And the existence that can tie up Master Wang Jue, Amu can't imagine what kind of level it is.

Reorganizing everything, Amu realized that he had been ignoring an important identity of his own.

The sun, moon and stars rise from the wilderness, and the ancient flow of the sea is Xuanhuang!

Back then, one night in Liu Zhen, when he took over the dragon whip and the demon coffin of Canghai Town and entered the sea, in fact, he took over the eternal responsibility of his master Wang Jue.

Amu is the descendant of the so-called Canghai Ancient Stream, although Amu still doesn't know anything about the Canghai Ancient Stream, and he doesn't know what this eternal task is, but there is no doubt that that kind of heavy responsibility is definitely beyond the level of the Sea Desolate Divine State.

All kinds of things in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, the clouds of the God of the Northern Wilderness, the existence of the Netherworld Hell, behind the Ancient Burial Gate, the three sons and the young children in the mouths of the Thousand Flowers, including Amu himself, were sealed for no reason this time.

All of this seems to have transcended the boundary of the Sea Desolate Divine State. Amu could feel that outside of the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, there must be an extremely powerful invisible Liliang existence.

That kind of liliang is influencing everything in the sea wilderness.

Three Realms? Amu regretted a little that he didn't ask Granny Qianhua what the Three Realms were. However, maybe the Three Realms in Granny Qianhua's mouth are also imaginary, and she doesn't know what the real Three Realms are!

Either way, Amu discovers that his shijie has too many mysteries waiting to be solved.

Master Wang Jue probably didn't explain himself for various reasons, but he gave the demon coffin to himself.

Nine coffins get one, but the town of three realms. The path that Master arranged for him is absolutely lofty.

Thinking of this, Amu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Master needs to crisscross the Three Realms by himself and guard the sea wilderness, and what he has been practicing and pursuing for decades seems to be just a speck of dust in the ancient house.

How can the pattern of the vision be worthy of the eternal responsibility? Amu is a little ashamed and embarrassed!

"Repair the demon coffin and guard the sea wilderness!" Amu Mo read these eight words.

Although Amu can't even remember the appearance of the magic coffin now, Amu knows that this is his direction.

The thing in front of him is how to recover his cultivation, but on the road ahead, Amu has to follow his master to the footprints of the sea.

From last night to now, Amu's mind has finally gradually cleared up.

People, knowing where the road is, will surely be full of liliang.

The sun rises in the east, at this moment, Amu looks at the brilliant morning sun, and his heart gradually becomes firm.

Although he can't practice now, Amu believes that he will definitely be able to obtain Liliang again, and he will definitely do something powerful.

Dressed in green clothes, walking on the steep mountain road, Amu carried a blue cloth bag on his back and really went in the direction of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

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At this point, on the other side of the mountain. The crows are also on a mountain peak, standing pretty.

Not in front of Amu, the crow was a little less childish and a little more mature.

The god is away from the upper realm, such a demon can almost sweep across the East Ridge, and no one can beat it. Perhaps, only because of Amu, the princess of this Wu clan, will show the side of the youngest daughter.

The mountain breeze blew the crow's black hair, sliding lightly over her cheeks, adding a little more charming, but the crow turned her head to look at the endless green hills, but a trace of struggle and confusion flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, in the void, accompanied by countless "ah, ah" sounds, a group of black birds suddenly covered the sky.

It's not a strange thing that crows are in flocks, but this flock of crows is very different. Hundreds of black birds, flying in groups, quite fast. The first two black birds, one black and one white, are actually more than one foot long, and their wings are not less than three or four feet, just like the Condor bird of prey.

These black birds, flying behind the crows, kept whirling and no longer moving forward. Zaijian's two black birds, one black and one white, fell to the ground and turned into a man and a woman. The man wore a black robe, and the woman wore a white dress, and they all looked like they were twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

These are two black demons in the Transfiguration Realm, equivalent to the Terran monks of the Spirit Saint level, and like the Plum Blossom Essence of the day, they are by no means the laymen of the demon clan.

"See the little princess!" the man and woman fell to one knee and bowed their heads respectfully to the crow.

The crow had long known that they were coming, and her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was quite bored.

"Who let you enter this sea area? I once said that no Wu people are allowed to enter within a hundred miles! Today, you don't want to live anymore?" The crow's voice was cold, and there was a bit of murder in his words.

The little princess has not returned to Fusang Mountain for seventeen years, and the holy king misses it very much, so he specially sends his subordinates and others to take the little princess back to the mountain!" It was the man in black who spoke, although he answered fluently, but his head was very deep, and he was obviously quite afraid of the crow.

"Oh?" said the crow, sneering, "Father sent you at the right time, and you all arrived as soon as he left." How can there be such a longing? If you don't come early, you won't come late!"

"Little princess, come back to the mountain with us! The Holy King really thinks about you day and night, but he doesn't dare to disturb you!" This time it was the woman in white who spoke, and her tone was extremely soft.

"Got it!" Ya'er finally sighed, "Don't worry, you don't have to fight such a big battle! I have my measure, and I won't go with him! You go back first, I will be in a good mood in two days, and I will go back to the mountain to see my father!"

"This?" The man in black and the woman in white looked at each other, but they were quite embarrassed.

The Holy King's order is to let them bring back the little princess, otherwise they will not come back. But now, the little princess said that she would go back in two days, how did the two deal with each other?

"Little princess......" The man in black shouted, but he stopped talking.

The crow snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

The woman in white was still more astute and said with a smile: "Since the little princess wants to play for two more days and go back to the mountain, then we don't have to go back." I'm here to accompany you!"

"Yes, subordinates and others will accompany the princess!" the man in black hurriedly agreed.

"Oh?" Crow frowned and sneered, "It seems that you are still not at ease, you can't spy on me here?"

"The subordinates don't dare!" The faces of the man in black and the woman in white changed and bowed their heads deeply.

"Mo Ruo, Silver Rain!" the crow called out the names of the two men.

"The subordinates are here!" the two of them replied busily.

"What can you do with the two of you and the little demons who haven't yet transformed? If you want to leave, can you stop me?" said the crow, glancing at the black birds in the void.

The black birds seemed to feel the anger of the crows, and they couldn't help but scream, scattered outward, and hid far away.

Mo Ruo smiled bitterly and said, "The little princess's cultivation is invincible in the entire Wu clan! How could the Holy King let us stop you?"

"Then why are so many people here, and sending you two?" said Raven with a frown.

Silver Feather hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Holy King said, if you insist on leaving, then let us die in front of you and let you stay." ”

"Humph!" the crow snorted coldly. But in my heart, I sighed, knowing that a daughter is not as good as a father. This is indeed a solution, the same Wu tribe, how can the crows watch these people die because of themselves?

After a while, the crow looked in the direction of the sea and said slowly: "Since my father understands me like this, he should understand that I will not ignore the curse of the demon venerable for thousands of years!"

Mo Ruo and Yin Yu shook their heads and sighed, and then fell silent for a while.

Every demon clan, at the moment of transformation, must be kept in mind.

"The love of demons, a lifetime of slavery, its clan will be destroyed!" This is the curse of the demon clan supreme to the entire demon clan.

Legend has it that there was once a flower demon who was in love with a human man in the sea wilderness, ignoring the curse of the demon honor, and the two got married. However, three years later, his clan was wiped out namelessly, and none of them survived. The flower demon is also unbearable, and he is in ashes.

The curse of 10,000,000 years is the sword of Damocles hanging over the entire demon clan, and no one can break it!